The bomb exploded less than a meter in front of Lance. Even though he had used the Collector's body as a shield, the intense explosion flipped it over, dragging him into the fray as well. He could feel something hitting his body.
At the same time, the invisible impact made his ears ring. The intense disorientation turned his brain to mush. His sole thought was that he definitely wouldn't be this reckless again.
"My Lord... are you alright, My Lord..."
"Quick... drag him out first!"
"Take off the helmet."
Lance saw light before his eyes and several shaking afterimages. He also heard intermittent shouts beside his ear.
Feeling something dragging him, his consciousness returned. He immediately used [Bless] to clear the negative status.
"Quick... help me up!"
Lance staggered to his feet. The first thing he wanted to know was whether the Collector was dead.
